Just keep on trying till you run out of cake

I got a letter through the post today (or at some point since last time I checked my post) from the Environment Agency. They wanted to let me know that my property is at risk of flooding. Well, gosh. It's a good job that they warned me, because I'd never have thought that a flood could ever reach up here to my fourth-floor (fifth-floor by US numbering) flat.

(Of course, given that I live maybe 30 yards from a fairly large river and that they probably just work off postcodes for these things, it's hardly surprising that I was included in their mailing. Amusing, yes; surprising, no.)